Music is too stimulating for me. When I try to do homework, it distracts me. People tell me to listen to classical, movie soundtracks, etc. It doesn't work. Especially when I listen to Mozart. It makes my heart beat fast and I get excited. I don't understand why people seem to think that classical music=relaxing.  

Yesterday it was 70 degrees. Today, I woke up to a world coated with snow. When I was small, I used to be amazed that snow was a real crystal. I would go outside and collect it for the day that it wouldn't melt and I would be rich. I always wanted to live in a glittery snow palace. If I moved to Pluto, I could.

 John Adams has kicked all kinds of ass. Just seeing Adams and Jefferson and Franklin has totally made me revert back into massive history geek mode. I bought the book several months ago and haven't gotten to it yet, and I'm looking forward to savoring the historical goodness. John Adams has always had a special place in my heart. I did a report on him in the third grade. I appreciate that the miniseries doesn't gloss over his shortcomings. He was a bad father, was often extremely proud, and didn't listen to other people. He is still impossible to pin down politically. He made some dreadful decisions as president. But he was so human, and he cared so much for the country. He was the quintessential American

 And Stephen Dillane is kind of hot as Jefferson, even if the real thing liked to get it on with slaves he didn't free and had a lisp.

 I am smiling so hard my cheeks hurt and I feel like I could cry ans sing and laugh at the same time. Loveee.

Godammit. Why can't I get over him? I thought I was until I found out he was dating someone else. Ugh. I suck at life.

I've been grappling with the question of the soul lately. What is it? I think of "myself" as the concious, thinking entity. But this can easily be disrupted by say, lobotomizing someone. So this cannot be the eternal "soul". Some would say it's the essence of oneself, the stillness. I find this hard to believe. I just can't imagine dying and being an  "unthinking' being for the rest of my existence. There really is no way to be certain. I also like to think the beginning of the universe was a random event, because then all events would be predetermined, which would mean that if you knew everything in the universe you could know the future. Which would make time travel theoretically possible, which would make Dr. Who theoretically possible. Which would kick ass. But I'm sure I'll change my mind about this tomorrow.

 So I have an Ancient Greek test today that I will totally fail. Ugh.

 So today I'm getting dressed and I happen to look over at my laundry basket, and a fucking enormous spider is crawlingall over my unmentionables. I swear, it was 1 1/2 inches in diameter. I'm scarred for life and now will never be able to pick up clothing, unroll toilet paper, or open a book without fear of a gigantic arachnid waiting inside for me. Ugh. So gross.

 So Heath Ledger is dead. Wow. Crazy. You kind of expected Britney Spears or Amy Winehouse, but Heath Ledger? Wow.

Ahaha, I'm so bored right now. Vaca next week though. 

Out of love for the unspoiled, I'm not posting any spoilers. but book seven=teh love. All was well.

I applied for a new job today, here's hoping I get it... It's at the Denver Art Museum, which would kick all kinds of ass.

I've also recently become obsessed with cooking. It's so amazing and satisfying. There's probably nothing better than taking a piping hot cake out of the oven and eating it. 

I've pretty much had the most boring summer ever. But that's definitely okay with me.